“Good afternoon,” said the voice, as I picked up the phone on Friday. “I’m just calling to confirm your reservation tonight.” “Yes, we’re still on for nine. Two of us.” “Very good. The password is ‘coconut’.” And so began our adventure into London’s weirdest and most wonderful watering hole.
Happy belated New Year! I hope your transition into 2015 was nice and smooth, or, at the very least, you didn’t throw up on anything expensive. James 1 and I had a last-minute get-together at our flat where I accidentally paused the Jools Holland live stream without noticing, subsequently missing the countdown and only realising […]
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Sushi isn’t something I’d ever make myself. I have zero desire to spend the afternoon wrestling with slices of seafood before unleashing a savage and unholy terror on the digestive systems of my unsuspecting guests, so it’s something I’ve always left to the professionals. (Besides, we don’t have the knives for it. All ours are […]
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The trend for upmarket American BBQ is showing no sign of stopping, which suits me just fine. It’s delicious, meaty and generally inexpensive, although certainly not the choice for anyone even remotely health-conscious. Unfortunately, it can be hard to pick out the decent restaurants from London’s ever-sprawling meatscape, where lots of places concentrate more on […]
Every now and again I fall in love with a blonde person and get this mad urge to dye my hair. It disappears as soon as I realise that a) maintaining root-free blonde hair will cost me approximately £1,800/year and b) a bottle of bleach will not, sadly, make me look like Heidi Klum, Joanna […]
Five minutes’ walk to the west of Highbury & Islington station you’ll find Sunday on Hemingford Road, which – misleadingly – is actually not only open on Sundays. And, regardless of its founders’ woeful grasp of basic SEO principles, it makes the best pancakes I have ever had, anywhere. Brace yourselves; I’ve got photos.
Words cannot describe how excited we were to visit L’Atelier de Joel Rubuchon. We’d put on proper shoes, strapped ourselves in to our big girl pants and made a pact not to swear for at least two hours, or at least not loudly. For a brief while, we were going to be Ladies.
What if I told you there was something going on in East London sort of like the World Cup, but not shit? There’s booze involved, certainly, but patties instead of players, buns instead of balls and, er, gherkins instead of goals? And a democratic vote at the end in which everyone chooses the winner together? And […]
“This,” I announced to the Robert, the head chef of Clockjack Oven, Soho, after two glasses of wine and a faceful of its signature rotisserie chicken, “is the wettest bird I’ve ever had.”
My father, who famously eats almost anything, once told me that eating oysters is like “swallowing a cup of cold snot”. He is not wrong, I’ve tried them myself. Until last week, though, I’d never had one baked, which turned out to be quite revelationary. A baked oyster is the smoother, softer cousin of the […]